This week, I bring you….mini fruit pizza cookies! And I can already hear the murmurs through the crowd: “So wait, is this a mini fruit pizza or is it a cookie?”
It’s been a few days since we made and enjoyed them and I’m still trying to figure this out. When they taste this good, it’s best not to ask trivial questions.
The simplest way to describe these as a plain cookie slathered in cream cheese icing and covered in sliced fruit. Like a fruit pizza, only in nice individual sized portions that you don’t have to slice. Everyone gets their own cookie (or two or three) and they are super portable to take to a party where you can just put them on the table and you won’t have to worry about asking for a plate and utensils.
Dark chocolate and peanut butter. Has there ever been such a wonderful combination?
I know that it doesn’t quite hold a candle to my ultimate favourite combination (chocolate and mint), but this one is a close second. Especially when made in cute little cookies that are the perfect size to be dipped in a glass of almond milk and enjoyed after a long week.
A long time ago, I purchased a beautiful container of matcha green tea powder with the intention of baking all kinds of delicious matcha flavoured goodies
I made a few things, but then the container was pushed to the back of my cupboard. As I continued to bake things for the blog, I would reach into the cupboard for a bag of flour or baking powder, take notice the little container of matcha powder and would mentally remind myself to use it for my next recipe.
I’m embarrassed to say that this went on for a little while.
If I were stuck on a deserted island and was able to take one food item with me, I would take avocados.
I bet you thought I was going to say chocolate right? Well, that would be my second choice, especially if I lucked out and the island was already populated with avocados (one can dream).
Case in point, we have not only surpassed the 100 day mark, I’m pretty sure we’ve recently passed 90 days until the wedding. This past long weekend, we also managed to eat through an entire Japanese cheesecake. (Both events were not related).
I say “we” but you all know better. Trevor had a slice, maybe two. I couldn’t help it though. I discovered a fantastic new bakery on Spadina Avenue, (near China Town) and the cheesecakes were on sale for $3.50. Having paid double this price the last time I had Japanese cheesecake, I couldn’t pass it up. This was Friday and the cheesecake was non-existent by Sunday night.
Canadian food blogger, baking and eating her way through life. Musical theatre fanatic. Personal finance nerd. Sometimes runner/yogi. Green smoothies are pretty amazing.
